Rumor's Confirmed

          He was leaning over him, his so big, hot, hard cock positioned at his opening, waiting for just that right moment, noting that Roark's hands had wrapped around the slats of their bed, his body stretched taut against his.

          "Look at me, baby," came his deeply husky tone, and once those passion bright silver eyes opened..."lower your shields to me."

          "Rodolphus," he moaned, his body hot, flushed with the intense desire that his lover had so patiently roused within him over and over again.  "Rodolphus...PLEASE!"  He had been taken to the very edge of his orgasm, let him come down, only to start all over again until they both stood on that precipice of release...

          "Trust in me.  Lower your shields." he breathed.

          Slowly, he let his shields down, only to realize that Rodolphus had lowered his own personal shields.  His thoughts, his feelings began to surround him, allowing him to feel what he himself was feeling.  Never before had they made love like this, though Roark HAD wondered on more than one occasion what making love without their shields would be like.

          He gasped sharply, his eyes going impossibly wide, his hips lifting as Rodolphus slid deep into his well-prepared body.  The pleasure of his doing so now was..."OH...MY...GOD!" he cried out.  To say it was intense would be putting it mildly.  "RO...DOLPH...US!"

          "Sweet GODS, baby," he rasped as he began to move, withdrawing, then thrusting deeply into him, filling him completely.  "So hot and tight around me."

          Roark couldn't stop his gasps of pleasure with every thrust into him, his deep moans as his lover withdrew from him.  He could NOT believe what he was feeling.  

          EVERYTHING.

          He was feeling everything that Rodolphus was, knew, from the expression of awe in his sherry eyes, that Rodolphus was feeling what HE was.  As his thrusts began to come harder, faster, to press ever deeper...taking him up...up still more.  The intensity of their pleasure filtered through them and into each other.

          He was being claimed, he thought dimly as their pleasure rose ever higher.  Claimed as he never before had been.  He arched up tightly, his hips rising to meet his inward thrust, falling away with his withdrawal.  His head pressed back into the pillows under his head, his gasps, his moans, his cries coming nearly continuously.

          His hands tightened on the slats of their headboard, pulling..."Rodolphus!" he cried, his body growing tighter, tauter the closer he came to orgasm.  "Yes...OH!  Sweet merciful, GODS!  It's so GO...OD!  Yes, take me...claim me.  Make me yours!  Mind, heart, body, soul!  Yours now, yours forever.  For eternity."

          "YES!" he gasped.  "Yes, Roark, mine, just as I am yours," he settled down over him, blanketing him, feeling his legs lift alongside his, then up around his pumping hips as he slipped his arms under him, one under his shoulders, the other around his waist, holding him as he drove in and out of him.

          "Dolph..." he rasped, "Dolph, yes...please...PLEASE!" 

           "Do you feel it?  Do you feel how our bond is intertwining?"

          "Yes," he moaned, then, as his passion taut body began to come apart. "OH...GODS!  YES...SS." came his scream.

          "ROARK!!" came his bellow as his orgasm slammed into him, pressing deeply into him, his release flooding him even as Roark released between their tightly pressed bodies.

                                                                         cccVccc

          He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he felt his fingers against his wrists, undoing the ties, allowing him to lower his arms, which he immediately wrapped around Rodolphus' neck, drawing him down over him, feeling his lips against his own.

          "Um...mm," he breathed, lips parting for the slow, so intimate kiss, his eyes fluttering open.  "That was...WOW," he said as soon as the kiss ended.  "Now THAT was what I would call INTENSE."

          Rodolphus had to chuckle breathlessly, slipping his arms around him and rolling until he was on his back, Roark over him.  "Yes, it certainly was.  Very intense...intimate,  Each of us feeling, on top of our own pleasure, what the other was feeling.  Are you alright, love?"

          "I don't think I have ever been better.  Harry told me...I didn't believe him...and now I'm wondering why have we never made love like this before?" his hands crossed on his chest, his chin settling on them as he smiled down into his eyes.

          "Don't feel too bad...I didn't believe Rabastan either," Rodolphus tightened his arms around him, "and probably because we weren't ready too.  As you now know, it is an extremely intimate, as well as intense experience, and I think for it to work how it was intended to, we had to be completely willing to commit ourselves to each other."

          "Um...and as much as we may have loved each other on Aquaria, neither of us was quite ready to take that last step...to commit to each other."

          "Yes, and besides that, I was still married to that bitch.  It would not have felt right bonding to you in that manner while still married to her."

          "Um..." came again.  He lifted up, bent his head to press his lips to Rodolphus'.  "I think," he murmured as he broke the kiss, "that you may be right.  Do you feel it?" he asked softly as he sat up, beginning to run his fingers over his chest, tangling in the forest of dark hair.

          "I do.  I'm not sure what our range is going to be, but we can work on that over the next few sectons.  I do know we will always know where the other is, if one of us is upset, or disturbed by something the other will know.  We will also know when one of us is hurt, or in any kind of pain."

          "Those could come in handy.  I love you."

          "Just as I love you, I think--" he broke off with a sudden moan as Roark took his cock deep into him and began to move on him.  "Oh yes..." he moaned, his hands going to his hips.  "Oh yes, baby, take me into you."

          Roark grinned down at him as he lifted himself, thrust back down.  "My turn."

          Rodolphus' chuckle ended in a deep moan.  "Your turn indeed."